Ivan: "All I see in there is a man ready and willing to move on with his life."

Ivan, to Walter: ~Shhh. Not all healing is physical.~

Ivan: "Look, I'm just not good at listening in new environments where I read the mind of a bearded man and find some weird shit that not even the legendary Uxie could remove from my memory."

Isaac: "Ahhh, home sweet home."

-Isaac flops down on the bed and a whole-ass Venomoth flies out from underneath, out the half-broken window.-

Isaac, blissfully unaware: "I saved so much money on this hotel! Who even needs a bathroom?"

Marc: 🚾🚾🚾🚾🚾🚾🚾⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

Isaac: "Guess you'll have to go to the lobby, then."

Halsei... slows down a bit, looking at Lifthrasir.

Halsei: <...D-don't... it's not worth the t-trouble...>

They seem almost scared when they say that, as well, a far cry from their state not too long ago.

<Believe me, this rabbit has been running different mentally.>

"I think this one is named Halis, and they belong to a man named Lucius."

Clutch tilted a bit looking at Halsei, <Then why do they act this way? Where is their trainer?>

"Wondering that myself, but ultimately not important. Don't worry about Clutch, he listens to me and thus won't hurt you."

<It would be ver->

"Cutting you off there. We're not here to hurt you, and fighting Clutch is a bad idea seeing as he has you restrained and could easily make this much much worse," Arthur added.

Clutch let out a low rumbling laugh.

St. Aldrich Manor, Auction, Past

Jonathan: Thanks, buddy.

Walter: That does explain why having psychics probe people's surface thoughts is ill-advised. I can barely stomach the things Johnny says out loud, let alone the more private ones humans tend to bottle up.

St. Aldrich, elsewhere and thankfully out of Jonathan's visual range

"Therese": Oh, Monsieur Thierry. Those criminals, they ruined the auction!

Murphy: Okay, while the drama queen sells it, who among the perps managed to slip away, and what can we expect when we get to the castle?

-Marc returns, missing his shoes.-

Isaac: "Yeah! We should take off our shoes, that way we can feel the sheer THRIFT of the hotel room!"

-Isaac psychically tosses his shoes at the lamp. A Kakuna, shoddily painted to look like a lightbulb, falls away.-

Kakuna: <Defenestrate me.>

-Marc obliges.-

Isaac: "Ahh, that's the life. Oh, watch out for those carpet tacks! That's what I like to call "Thrift reminders.""

Cerulean

Lifthrasir: -To Halsei.- <If that's your wish, I'll abide by it.>

Lifthrasir stares more daggers at Clutch, cracking her knuckles.

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Rose: Uh, I could use a boost, if you're offering.

-Corrin follows, keeping her guard up-

The Prost, Team Doc

Reaches for the door and opens it a crack, taking a peek.

GIVE ME YOUR FACE

The Prost - Team Pent

-Two lanky brown arms reach down from the window.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

-Rose, with assistance, stumbles up through the window.-

Rose: Ugh, thanks, sorry.

I really am just dead weight. Why am I even bothering?

The Prost, Team Pent

Elizabeth: "I don't mind. There are worse things to do than pick up cute girls."

aaaaaaaaa Liz you stop that

I can't my bi energies are too strong for me to control

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Rose: ...

-Rose quickly looks away, cheeks appropriately rosy-

Rose: Thanks. We, um, should focus on. Y'know. The stuff.

The Prost, Team Pent

Elizabeth: "Yeah we should. Do that thing. That you said."

-Oberon looks aside from the girls◊.-

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

The Prost - Backstage

-Pent (and the characters I'm briefly controlling) take some time to figure out how to climb up into the window and pull each other up-

-Through the window is the backstage area. The black fabric seems to have been a vain attempt at putting a blackout curtain to block the light but given the eternal night of this Palace it's unnecessary. The backstage area is fairly large, lit only by light leaking around a large crimson curtain along one wall and right now seems pretty much unguarded, though what might be disconcerting is that just before the shadows make things imperceptible there's the faint outline of a pile of humanoid shapes that seems entirely still-

-Faint music reaches your ears, a muffled female voice singing from somewhere beyond the heavy red curtain that slightly radiates heat-

The Prost - Lobby

-Susan (and the characters I'm briefly controlling) sidle up to the wall either side of the door and peek in-

-The staff door opens up into the corner of the theater's lobby. More strange faceless beings mill about saying things that sound like words to each other but otherwise are unresponsive to the world at large. To the immediate right is one of those waist-high hatches leading into a very open booth that seems to be either ticketing or a coat check-

-Faint music reaches your ears, a female voice singing from somewhere beyond the large swinging push doors at the back of the lobby-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Rose: Yeah.

-Beat-

-She takes the first chance she gets to find some other thing to occupy her attention. Unfortunately, this means that she gets to notice the pile of uncomfortably humanoid shapes.-

Rose: ...What the fresh hell?

-Corrin spends a moment trying to interpret the words the Strange Faceless Beings are saying.-

Corrin: Hmm...

The Prost - Lobby

Artoria: <This is... disturbing, to put it mildly.>

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

The Prost, Team Pent

Elizabeth: "That's a pretty voice"

-She closes her eyes and tilts her head, humming quietly.-

Oberon: <There doth be a pile of corpses>

Elizabeth: "There's a what now"

---

The Prost, Team Doc

Christina: <They don't seem hostile. They sound like...when you say a word over and over until it loses meaning.>

"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

The Prost-Backstage

-Lane gulps at the pile-

Lane:Yep...didn’t wanna see that today but there it is, huh?

Prost, Team Pent

-Looking at the pile-

The fuck is this supposed to be?

Prost, Team Doc

Crochet: -Looking at the figures- <This reminds me of when Tagg would talk about what Slouch was like when they all first met him.>

Doc: <You think they're aspects or something like that?>

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Ersatz Alliance, Past

Rourke: <Alright, let's do this!>

Caddicarus: <Ready when you are.>

Pewter City, Present

Bastion also closed their eyes and did an aerial out of the way to avoid being hit by Raru's hypnosis.

Edited by Routeferret on Mar 10th 2019 at 1:30:48 PM

i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)

ersatz alliance, past

Kat: <Woo! Let's go!>

Cady: <Dunno how effective this would be but...

-Cady is chanting something-

Kat: <You guys go.>

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Pewter City

-The brilliant light catches the eye of the bad guys and they stop dead in their tracks-

Me: -still covering my eyes- Is it working, Raru?

Raru: <It's working! It's functioning properly!>

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Pewter City

One certain man with the group looked back, followed by everyone else, but closed his eyes almost instantly.

???: Don't look!

Too late, all of the other men had passed out.

Bastion took off their mask and turned on a switch, causing the studs on it to retract. They appeared a second after, and were buzzing with electricity.

Bastion threw the mask at the man, causing him to get electrocuted and pass out.

Edited by Routeferret on Mar 10th 2019 at 2:39:12 PM

i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)

Pewter City

-I uncover my eyes and hi-five Bastion-

Me: Way to go, Bastion!

-I look to my Pokémon-

Me: And way to go, you two... combining Aqua Jet and Hypnosis the way you did...

Oshawittle: <T'was no problem at all.>

Raru: <Aw, shucks...>

Me: But it has me wondering... Who WERE these guys? The way they reacted to seeing me change into a Ralts and the way they reacted to us becoming superheroes...

Who WERE these people...?

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Silas stares at the pile of corpses, and then says with a hint of worry, "Is it wrong that after all I've seen, this doesn't bother me as much?"

Bishop popped out, "Well considering everything you've been through in the Fo-"

"Not the time," Silas responded, Bishop returning to his phone.

Silas continued to stare at the pile, "Okay so... mental world right? I think, think this is a metaphor of some kind?"

As everyone loaded up, Silas had Bishop project the plan, "We'll be rushing in, the tanks will provide backup to get into the base itself, we get in, activate defenses, and then clear the AO with what we can grab in there."

Bishop added, "The airspace is too busy for our fighters to be inserted in, add in the different methodology of the Front and we're left unsure of what we need to do."

Silas patted the Jeep, "Alright, launch!"

The jeeps and tanks were launched, and it was chaos out.